I found a hidden door in my basement. I should have left it shut. (PART 3)

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00:00That night, I didn't sleep. The scratching started again. Only louder. It wasn't from

00:08the pantry door anymore. It was coming through the walls. Through the pipes. Through the

00:15floorboards under our bed. My wife came back the next day. She noticed the change immediately.

00:22You look pale, she said. What's going on? I didn't want to tell her.

00:28But the scratches started right in front of her. She heard it. She heard it too. And then.

00:37She said something that chilled me to my core. I had a dream last night, she whispered. There

00:44was something at the bottom of the stairs. Behind a door. It called my name. I hadn't

00:51told her about the second door. That night, we slept with the lights on. Or tried to.

00:58At exactly 3.07 AM, we both sat upright at the same time. Not because of a noise. Because

01:06of a feeling. Like something had entered the room. We didn't say anything. We just stared

01:13at the pantry. And then, from behind it. Came a voice. High. Thin. Unnatural. Can I come

01:24in now? We moved the next day. Packed up what we could fit in the car and drove four towns

01:31over to a cheap motel. We didn't even lock the door behind us. But it wasn't over.